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"Uh...ya...must be mistaken.....'cause...Ah dunno who ya are an' yeah. Could ya toss me back mah shoe though, kinda need it." Ofelia the Lamia waved her hand and pointed at the shoe, then back to her bare foot. All the movement was making her skirt split more and she swore to god she'd never wear anything like it again in her normal body if she had any say over it.

Of course during her waving she moved the gun a bit, if it was visible to others and they knew what it was, so she moved it behind herself and tucked it down the ever-ripping hem. Now both her hands were empty and she wasn't planning on moving from her spot, content to just...want her shoe back. "Or ya can keep it or sommin', Ah really...dun like high heels."

. . . .she needed to shut up. She really wanted her shoe though, standing with one leg higher than the other was really awkward and off putting.

As she lay there, the Jiang Shi listened to everything that was going on. Hunters, golems?, nets? What was this about nets and capturing?

She tried to turn her head some more to see as that earthy smell grew stronger, as it was where she was laying didn't give her the best of positions to really see much. So she had to rely on what she heard and what others were saying to know.

As much as Taima had wanted to explore the cave and the lake, she had told Amrita and Calder she'd stick by them. She trusted their experience, and if they said that this was the bad kind of trouble, she would believe it. Their point was proven as, after only mere moments, they were all suddenly zapped by some unknown source of electricity. Taima gasped more in surprise than pain--it hurt, but she'd experienced worse at home--and fell to the ground, momentarily stunned.

Taima recovered quickly, shaking it off and rising to go check on her new friends. "Amrita? Calder?" Taima bent down to shake them, to try to keep them from succumbing to the shock--whatever was coming next, they'd probably want to be awake for. "Are you guys okay?"

The sound of a voice had Taima looking up, frowning in confusion as some guy ranted about how stupid they all apparently were, ironically sounding like kind of an idiot himself. Her nose wrinkled at the sudden, sharp smell of earth, her eyes narrowed in suspicion at the sight of these new students. Where had they come from? She hadn't seen any of them on the way in, and why weren't they on the ground with the others?

A flash of light had Taima stumbling back a few steps, flailing as she tried to keep from falling again, and the figure that appeared with it had bad trouble written all over it. She walked around the fallen figures of Amrita and Calder, placing herself firmly between them and this new element. Her wings were raised defensively behind her--Amrita and Calder had offered her their protection, and she would gladly return the favor.

A tiny figure tugged at his hood as he slowly followed the others. He tried to tug at the long bangs that covered his eyes, but the boil found that wearing gloves were uncomfortable. It was a familiar sensation, but it had been what seemed like forever since he had worn winter clothes. When he pulled at the sleeves of his jacket he could see pale skin and when he tucked a strand of hair behind his hair, he realized his ears were pointed. The boil furrowed his brows together and poked at the corner of his ears, which had bits of ice on them. Huh. So he was some sort of ice creature. Wilson could hear his weapon’s raspy voice echo the words frost demon in his mind and he nodded his head. That made sense. He hummed thoughtfully while he tapped his boots against the ground. Wilson could live with this golem. At least this time around it was a male one, but yet again he found himself in a small body.

Sharp blue eyes turned toward the number tiles and hummed again. “This is interesting, I suppose,” he murmured. He turned toward the other demon next to him. Unlike his golem, this one was taller—something Wilson envied slightly, but he reminded himself that it would only be for this mission—and despite being a demon, this golem was a flame demon. A grin tugged at the corner of his small lips, especially when he heard the demon say something. A flame demon, pretty much the exact opposite of a frost demon. A gloved hand reached out to tug at the other demon’s hand. “What do you think of the mission so far?” he asked in a quiet voice before he hopped onto tile 8. He looked at the trapped students, gave them curious glances, but kept his lips zipped shut.

Ami stood examining the scales that had grown on her skin, the thick fins that laced her arms and head. Holy s**t this was cool and creepy as hell. She wanted out of this thing as soon as possible, but at the same time it would be sort of cool to look at it in the mirror for a while.

Not to mention she was ******** huge. Ami was used to a solid 5'2, and now she was staggering at about 6 feet. For the short girl it was a huge change. The other problem would be the ... lack of ... feminine features. She didn't really mind. Sure she liked being a girl far more than being a guy, but she could make due. This wasn't her real body anyways.

She noticed a weird cowboy thing that needed sleep pull out a gun. Ami glared at him and said, "Wouldn't do that if I was you."

Shun stared at the Lamia as she continued to speak. Yes, he was certainly familiar with the way she spoke and whatnot.

"How's your peripheral vision in that body? Is your left eye still blind?" he shot out. It was kind of a way of calling her out. But it was a bit of a curiosity as well to see if such disabilities carried over. Then again, he wasn't even sure if they were really capable of fighting in general in those bodies. Perhaps that was only one way of finding out...

In the meantime though, he continued to stay with Mot, Mitsu, and Lizzy.

"Mot. I am no expert on guns but... I would imagine you would have an easier time firing that weapon with two hands," he murmured to the other grim.

Amphi had barely anytime to recover from the blast of electricity from the lake, now there was the hunter with the giant scythe and they were once again pinned.

Amphi briefly wondered if there was any retribution for the hunters who seemed to pick them off like flies.

Her body convulsed though as the electric current streamed through her body.

Rule number #1 about mermaids, They didn't handle the electricity well.